Central America in My Heartby Oscar Gonzales On this voyage into the deep communion of solitudeI’ve casually come to knowthe old and withered costumes of the sea;I’ve walked carefully through the colors of copperwhen the dusk has already conjured the last prayer of the day;Through seasonal doorwaysI’ve called upon the twilight ghostsarched in the cornersContinue reading “Central America in My Heart by Oscar Gonzales”